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as we await the next carnage. in transparency i block my view of the outside, smeared in lava droplets. .
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hmmm....that strange.
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hegel embodied god and declared the end of [spiritual] history. we humans laughed as god died and left us behind. without meaning we must create our own, or plummet in to a nihlism of our own creation. come with me fellow pomos, come, sit and listen.
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i'm listening i'm spreading out, dissolving its chaotic and beautiful its not just meaning that disappears, but the need for meaning strangely, the ground is listening to me as i sit i become listening i am listening
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sounds_like_you_echoe_silence. how interesting. nothing means anything. things are simply as they are. even better than hdtv is nondefinition reality. the words on these pages, these links are not limited to the rooms to which they open at the click of a mouse. those are all just angles of the infinite. (z[en)d] complete_silence_is_a_door. zero vibration dissolves volume. an expression of the imaginati.once again becomes the infinite. extreme slowness is a backwards methODdlynough it brings to focus a single point. it's the dot... DeepartmeantOfTransportation. holographic vibration. resonating instantaneous communication. quietnessence.. understanding there's no place to go and to get here is a way beyond path. be_still_and_know_that_you_are_odd. godly enough, lafter_will_break_the_silence. timE back wOrds Emits lafter. knowing the mute ability of dreams. laughter_all_is_sad_undone. sit. end listen. uv something to say as does the u&iverse.
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He went to bed but my brain was off and running so I went downstairs to read Mary Oliver's new poems and was saturated with the simplicity of her words and of nature and then I thought of two different ways I could kill myself and my feet were warm under heidi's blanket and I looked up and around me at the space i'm sharing with him and it's mess and humanness made me long for open spaces and anything but LA this horrid city and I asked myself how can I bring some Mary Oliver calm into my life and the answer came to sit and watch the ocean and sit and watch the birds and sit and listen to the waves roll up and back and there I will find silence and there I will find space and there I will find connection once again and I asked myself over and over again, where do I fit in this world, until I drifted off
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[stand_and_talk]
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what's it to you?
who
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